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| In 1814 we took a little trip |
| Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip |
| We took a little bacon and we took a little beans |
| And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans |
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| We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin |
| There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago |
| We fired once more and they began to runnin' |
| On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico@@* |
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| We looked down the river and we see'd the British come |
| And there musta been a hund'erd of 'em beatin' on the drum |
| They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring |
| We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing |
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| Old Hick'ry said we could take 'em by surprise |
| If we didn't fire our musket till we looked 'em in the eyes |
| We held our fire till we see'd their faces well |
| Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well@* |
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| Yeah! they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles |
| And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go |
| They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em |
| On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico@@** |
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| We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down |
| So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round |
| We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind |
| And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind |
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| Hup2,3,4. Hup2,3,4. Hup2,3,4... |
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| [ North To Alaska ] |
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| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
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| Big Sam left Seattle in the year of '92, |
| With George Pratt, his partner, and brother, Billy, too. |
| They crossed the Yukon River and found the bonanza gold. |
| Below that old white mountain just a little south-east of Nome. |
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| Sam crossed the majestic mountains to the valleys far below. |
| He talked to his team of huskies as he mushed on through the snow. |
| With the northern lights a-running wild in the land of the midnight sun, |
| Yes, Sam McCord was a mighty man in the year of nineteen-one. |
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| Where the river is winding, |
| Big nuggets they're finding. |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
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| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
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| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
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| George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand, |
| Said: "Sam you're a-lookin'at a lonely, lonely man. |
| I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land, |
| For one small band of gold to place on sweet little Ginnie's hand. |
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| 'Cos a man needs a woman to love him all the time. |
| Remember, Sam, a true love is so hard to find. |
| I'd build for my Ginnie, a honeymoon home. |
| Below that old white mountain just a little south-east of Nome." |
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| Where the river is winding, |
| Big nuggets they're finding. |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
| North to Alaska, |
| They're goin' North, the rush is on. |
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| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
| Way up north, (North To Alaska.) |
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